I just started

"Hmm... I've never seen this before or I've just never noticed?"

"Ohh! This one looks nice this kinda worth kinda alot!!"

"I think this is the one that I've been searching for, Eh? Wait.. This is just a dog's skeletal head that's been furnished"

He took another item from his stash and compared it again and inspect it from back to back, then puts it down, he picked up another one, before he started again he heard a knocking from the door.

*knock. Knock. Knock.*

"Primo, dinner is ready... " A gentle middle aged woman slowly opened the door and entered his room.

"Mooommm~ I told you, you don't need to cook dinner for me today. I just got my new collection from that new Chinese antique shop downtown." he gestured a shooing motion to his mother as he continued to appraise his collection with a magnifying glass.

His mother stood there in the door with her hair looking like a mess and wrinkles at the corner of her timeless experienced brown eyes. She knitted her eyebrows and observe him and his room. Cocking up her mouth, ready to fire the nagging machine gun. Faya!.

"Again with these hobby of yours. Son, you know It can't feed you. it's just because you earned 3$ from a 1$ item it doesn't mean you can earn millions from it or even thousands"

Primo heard what her mother was saying he put up his shield of neglect to deflect the responsibility bullet which her mother is firing.

He pulled out his tongue where it could fire the *you're a parent and you should support me* bullet "Mom you should be supporting me with these, we don't know maybe this is it! My big break!"

His mother dodge the attack while smiling " Mom is supporting you son, but you're a 14 years old boy, what can you do?"

Seemingly his attack doesn't seem to be effective he pulled his last trump card "Success starts early! Father always says that to me. "

His mother heard that and sighed, seemingly melancholic as she said

"Primo, you know that I can not support your hobby forever even your life."

Primo heard what his mother was saying he paused and lowered his collections and looked up to his mother with a determined expression "I know that! That's why I'm doing everything what I can do to my utmost ability to support myself and you mom from my hobby. Mom remember what we saw in the news 2 weeks ago that a guy sold a million dollars worth of antique in a Chinese shop which he just bought it with 50$. I want to be that guy too mom, I know its hard to be him at the moment my chances are slim but because he had luck in his side maybe we won't know until I try and what matter is it's the short cut and the easiest route to richest! Just don't worry mom even if it doesnt really work, I'll move on and do other things like finishing my education and stuff. Even though its not a problem because I've been always at the top of the class"

Glitters form in his eyes as he continued to look at his mother like a puppy who's determined to get the bone from its owner no matter what.

'I can't give up! I just started!'

His mother sat beside him and emotionally looked at him and said" You and I know what happened to your father right, primo? He was blinded by greed and died by a tragic accident. I don't want you to end up like your father Primo. I just want us to live normally"

Primo heard what happen to his father and suddenly anger flashed in his eyes and tightly clenched his fist and said "Mom don't tell me you believe that crap? Dad bought a percentage of a company's marketing which unexpectedly increased 40% higher overnight the market where it could been than it was 3 months ago. Dad had tens of millions of dollars in his bank account right now he already pulled out to get the money before the market might go down suddenly. then 2 days later, dad went to the bank for a withdrawal and didn't comeback 4 years later!? And what happened next is unbelievable because If dad really died from an accident where did the money go to mom? you had the authority to dad's bank account? Isn't it suspicious to you? mom and I can't believe you believed this story! I've been explaining this to you for 3 years mom and you still won't accept it... Dad was kidnapped, not killed! I don't have the evidence now but if I had I woul-"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!!!" she exclaimed "That's enough out of you watch your mouth and don't even lecture me! I'm your mother, I already did what I could have done to investigate everything and it always reach to it's original conclusion 'an accident'. I didn't care about it anymore I don't want you to me leave me too, you're the only one for me that I still have right now"

Before he could reply, his mother just walks away tearing up and went downstairs.

'well that was intense, I'll forget dad for the moment. I know what to do mom don't worry I have high grades anyways if this doesn't work I'll just continue with my studies and do my best to give her a better life.' as he said that he looks at his bag and reach for it but before he could get a reach of it. a sharp object from an item in which he discarded already suddenly cut his fingers open.

Blood drip from his fingers which the wound size looks like it's almost an inch and a half. It doesn't seem too dangerous and it doesn't contain any tetanus or anything because of how not deep the cut was. He didn't wipe his wounded but instead reach out inside his to look at what was that cut his finger so he could see if its clean clearly. As he pull out the item from the bag *woom* a sudden lights envelopes him...

*Skreeeee*

"Haalltt!! Get out of the way!!"